@meowmultiplied: my heart hurts i miss them sm AND this song reminds me so much of a supa hot summer ugh i love it #samuraichamploo #samuraichamplooedit #nujabes #mugenjinfuu

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schizo.whore
𝑆 :
I just finished watching...and idk how to feel about that like I lowk want to stop watching anime because every time after finishing one I have this emptyness...is this normal?! It pmo that they didn't end up TOGETHER
2026-01-27 18:42:59
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ryevx1
RyevX :
i love panchiko
2026-05-17 10:43:02
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cupidiyedm
ceylin♡ :
i love samurai champloo
2026-03-05 16:39:00
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mcgregorhehe
sky :
you dont know it but you genuinely made this for me
2026-01-29 04:17:23
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raiiro
زَينة :
greatest trio.
2026-01-31 03:40:38
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norman_xxx3
norman_xxx3 :
Peak champloo🙇‍♀️❤️
2026-06-02 12:33:45
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pierre_lunaire119
d A V>I d :
this anime deserves the second season🙏🥺
2026-04-12 15:43:58
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n.audyyy
𓆉Aud𓆉 :
I MISS THEM YA'LL😭😭😭😭💔🥀
2026-02-28 16:31:31
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kddj0222
kd :
I love them
2026-03-21 22:07:26
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0ttavious
0tto :
I was BAWLING at the end 😭
2026-02-13 10:10:50
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_vfxrain
Rain :
This making me emotional bro stop
2026-02-19 23:53:04
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swaggysquid33
Swaggy :
2026-03-27 12:56:12
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frani__ni
Francis🥔🐟 :
Jin my beloved
2026-02-20 22:58:24
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.alexander24521
Alexander🇺🇦🇺🇦Underground :
🥰🥰🥰
2026-04-04 10:27:56
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l1fe_l0ver_
Таиса悟り。 :
🖤🖤🖤
2026-03-24 09:46:58
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genesisgoated881
genesis :
@diddybludddd
2026-03-15 07:27:15
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cupcake_spark1es
౨ৎ :
😁
2026-03-14 20:22:59
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overtime.ishy
Blooming🌸 愛 :
@𝓳𝓸 ᡣ𐭩@sam this the.
2026-03-12 04:24:49
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alexgang_banana
TGT ♫ :
💯💯💯
2026-02-20 07:57:16
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snort_viatmin_c
Asbel :
I can’t wait to make them in tomodachi life: living the dream and see what shenanigans they get up to 😭
2026-02-19 02:23:05
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